Wrong pathways

One of these days they have erected a new lamp in the cemetery. My friend told me that someone started stealing tombstones from the cemetery and hence they thought of keeping a lamp there. He also mentioned that the lamp was not shedding enough light and the place still looked very dark.

In the evening when I opened my room it was fully yellow and the light from the new lamp was falling completely in my room! Next day I paid a visit to see the new lamp, my far away companion and new sleeping partner. But when I reached there, I was rather curious about the stolen tombstones. The place was much familiar to me and only army men died in second world war were buried there, that too very few. I was surprised to see that all tombstones were still there and not a single one was moved.


My friend was waiting for me in my room when I was back home. We went to the backyard and sat back to back looking at the far horizon.

"That music is nice, but from where is it coming?" He was sitting idle.

"From where is it coming?" I paused "Ah, but what music? I can't hear anything..."

"It's a piano music, can't you hear?" The horizon he was seeing was the opposite of what I was seeing.

When he left, I tried hard to check if I could hear a music and slept under the yellow light.

I joined a piano class that week as I was disturbed by the unheard songs, which my friend could always hear around me. The class room was on the other side of the cemetery and I got a piano facing the new lamp. I did not notice any of these things until then. However hard I tried, no sound came out the piano keys when I played!

Things were just making me pale day by day. My friend used to come to my room very often, just to listen to the piano.

He took me to his dentist one day, who was interested in my situation. We talked for sometime but the conversation was not leading anywhere. I had a crippled tooth which I decided to show her as we spent sometime there with her.

She switched on the lamp and it shed light on me. It was pure yellow! I turned pale again.

"Yes, I can see, you have a missing tooth." She saw the missing tooth?

She smiled and her teeth looked like tombstones to me. She pulled the crippled tooth.

My friend was playing piano in the cemetery for us which I could hear clearly.

Thousand flowers fell from the cemetery into the layer between me and the world.